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Chapter Thirty
Terry
When it was time to leave, I could feel the electricity crackling between us. I would have sworn we were vibrating in anticipation. Or maybe that was just me.
I let the valet know what limo we were waiting on and waited to see where he would appear. Once we were instructed where to go to meet the driver, I grabbed Mia’s hand and led her in that direction. Nodding at the driver when he opened the door for us, Mia went in first, and I dove in after her.
I had been waiting for this.
The partition had been up when we were on our way to the ball, and I was excited to see that he had left it up. I sat across from her again, grinning at her. She only blushed in return. I waited until we had eased out into traffic and then I made my move.
Dropping to my knees before her, I began pulling up the hem of her dress. The smell of her sex filled the limo. It told me all I needed to know she wanted this as much as I did. I stole a glance at her and was rewarded with the most beautiful sight. Mia was staring at me, lips parted and eyes wide with desire. Yes, she wanted this and she was more than ready.
I trailed my hand up her inner thigh until I felt the dampness of her panties. “I don’t think these are necessary anymore.” The only answer I received was a whimper. “Mia, this okay?” I asked. I knew it was, but I needed her to say it.
“Yes,” she whimpered again. “Please, Terry.”
“Please what, my love?” I asked with a grin.
“Touch me.”
“Anything for you,” I replied with a wink. My hand now reached her pussy and brushed against it again. I slipped my fingers under the fabric and into the wetness that was waiting for me. I stole a glance up at Mia to see she was still watching me, eyes wide with anticipation.
I hooked my hand in her panties, pulled them to the side, and dove into her slick folds. Mia cried out in response. “Don’t scream so loud, baby. The driver,” I reminded her. She only nodded. My other hand joined her and I began tugging down her panties.
“Your gonna have to lift for me.”
Mia quickly obliged, and I was able to pull them all the way down her ankles. Wanting her shoes left on, I guided her panties off gently, making sure to not pierce the delicate black thong with a heel. Once she was bare, I placed my head where I had been dying to all evening. My mouth eagerly met her pussy. My tongue swirled into her folds, licking and sucking while Mia moaned and squirmed in the seat.
Feeling her dress fall on my back, I sucked on her clit. Her hips bucked off the limo seat, and I smiled. I loved what I was doing to her. The way she tasted and the way she felt—it was intoxicating. And I wanted more of this. Knowing we didn’t have too long until we reached her place—our old place—I inserted a finger. I pumped in and out of her, hearing her pant and moan as I worked her over with my fingers. I inserted two more fingers and felt her squirm. I had her. She was going to come soon. Sucking hard on her clit one more time, I felt her body fall slack, and the juices of her orgasm flooded my mouth. I lapped up all of her sweet juices greedily, like a starving man.
Once I finished, I crawled out from under her dress and found my way back to the seat across from her. Wiping my hand with a tissue from the limo, I winked at her.
“Wow.”
“You’re welcome,” I said with a wink.
“That was unbelievable,” a very breathy Mia said.
The limo slowed in front her building. “Are you going to invite me in?” I asked her. The driver knew there should be two stops, and I hoped she would correct him.
She did.
“Just this stop tonight, sir. Thank you,” Mia told him as we climbed out of the limo. I was sure the smell of sex was emitting from the limo, but I didn’t care. He was probably used to it.
“Have a good evening,” he said. Closing the door, he made his way back around to the driver’s side, and we went into her building.
“Guess your inviting me up?” I asked her teasingly.
“I think I am,” she said
I mentally high-fived myself. I couldn’t wait to have Mia in a bed. Before, it had been rushed moments on a desk and a table. I wanted to lay her out and appreciate her body; kiss her all the way from her lips to her feet, if she would let me.
I followed her into the building and rode the familiar elevator up to what used to be our apartment. I watched her unlock it and motion for me to enter. I went inside and heard her heels click behind me. I took in the place, not able to believe my eyes. Sure, there were changes, but not major ones. I could see where she had bought a few new things, but most of what was there was ours. My heart hurt for her, that she had lived with all of our memories.
All thoughts of that were gone when she turned and faced me. Her eyes were full of lust—she was ready to finish what we started earlier.
“Come here,” her voice cooed in the quiet of the apartment.
